10sep26

I read somewhere this week that offline is (once again) the new flex. Fashion people have apparently discovered The Offline, which seems weird to me because they’re the last people who should have been living online.

OPERATIONS: all the scripts, today
STATUS: Royal Mail claiming the house was “inaccessible” because they couldn’t be bothered to deliver my fucking pens
READING: INTELLIGENCE IS THE ART OF REMAINING FAITHFUL UNDER SHIFTING CIRCUMSTANCES, Alexander Kluge and Anselm Kiefer (UK) (US+)

It appears that I picked up and then put down TENTACLES LONGER THAN NIGHT, Eugene Thacker (UK) (US+) a few years ago, and so I picked it up again last night:

In so far as stories like these are part of the horror genre, they present horror less as a stimulus-response system, in which a threat elicits an emotional response of fear, and more as a kind of freezing of all affect, resulting in a combined state of dread and fascination – what theologian Rudolf Otto once called the mysterium tremendum. In stories like these, horror is a state of frozen thought, reason’s dark cyclopean winter.

LISTENING: ASYMPTOTE VERSATILE, Eliane Radigue, which I bought off Rhodri Davies at a gig a few months ago.

DRINK: Flint Vineyard Charmat Rose

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